This is a mixture of fiction & true life incidents. Any resemblance of anything written here is not considered. 

It was a fresh sunset - dusky time, birds chirping, soothing breeze & children playing happily. There in a corner of the street 11yo Isha & heera playing badminton happily & sharing their day at school.

 There a girl with curls & her study mate walking towards them distracted & heera pausing her game came out & asked "why were you absent today?" To that she replied "I went to my grandma's place." 

The girl stood there smiling she was going to her daily evening tuition so she have to take this route as it was via heera's & isha's house. After her reply isha raised a question "You never told me that you had another name" with curious but why did you hide it from me face. 

Isha & the girl are bestfriends since their childhood, isha's aunty owned a house where the girl stayed for few years with her parents & thus isha get to know her and played happily with her new friend. Time passed they are about to step into adolescent stage, isha & heera stays in a rented house like many others including the girl. As isha & heera are in same house they used to play and gradually becoming friends. 

Isha facing her asked her again "you never told me that you have another name, I thought you had only one name(sree)"  To that "Yeah I have another name it's lakshita but I didn't have time to tell you mostly I was called by the name sree" giggling. And she was about to leave little did she knew Isha will not be the same. 

This story can be related to most of our lives. This plot contains how the curly haired girl stood for herself & got her confidence back. She did it by facing insults, struggles & dreadfull experiences. I know many have went through such situations continuously, still this girl grew up to one of the finest human being just being the constant good character but aggressive one. So everyone would have known by now it's the introduction of stranger bestfriend. If this written contains grammatical mistakes or any do comment & correct me because we all know humans make mistakes until we die. Mistakes are immortal, bro! 

See you in next & grateful for whoever read it.

And from here the story of Isha & lakshita begins & thus it is named as stranger bestfriend. 
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